My hopelessness, immortality died

Roberto da Silva Rocha, university professor and political scientist

My hopelessness, immortality died

I believed that Queen Elisabeth II would never die, so I lost hope in the possibility of eternal life, the only person who defied death.

He died before Zelensky defeated the Russians, before Zelensky received the Nobel Prize, before Zelensky received the nomination of UN Secretary General, before Zelensky was named the first Ukrainian pope, died before Lula's third term took office, and the worst, died before the Duchess of Cornwall, Camilla, the defenestrated by all, the bastard wife of Charles called the "lady of the horn and princess of adultery" of the United Kingdom.

He died without seeing the return of Prince Henry to the kingdom of the British royal family, bankrupt and anonymous, asking forgiveness for the insolence of despising a title of nobility most coveted in the world, and that would be occupied and shared by a black woman, and empowered from the rabble. lowest in Canadian society. I can't believe the Eternal Queen isn't going to Pele's funeral.

She died without knowing about the decision taken by the STF on whether the earth was flat or not, not knowing if it was the Chinese who spread CV19, so many things she didn't know, but she didn't tell the best kept secret in the world about paternity of Prince Henry.

And now, he dies without seeing the defeat of Russia and NATO reaching the ends of China, including Taiwan, Japan, Brazil, Australia, in short, all the countries of the Atlantic, that ocean that for NATO joins the Mediterranean, Pacific, Indian , Persian and every place where there is a small lake, with the Red Sea, Adriatic, Aral, enters through the mouth of the Amazon River and reaches Lake Titicaca in Bolivia, from all the Atlantic Oceans of the world.

We were all orphans, the queen's only joy in all her monotonous and suffering life was to attend the funeral of her arch-rival the Princess of Wales, but she couldn't even celebrate, the world was in mourning and blinded by love for the usurper of crowns.

It remains to be seen whether any black people go there for the royal family's funeral since the only relative married to a black woman asked to be removed from the royal service and went to live there in Cocalifornia.

And for any other celebrity who is unlucky enough to pass away on today's date will never be remembered in the History of Funeral Chronicles totally eclipsed and obscured by the unbelievable death of the greatest of the greatest ephemeral obituary of the most celebrated immortal of mankind.